Written 9/11/2010
Last night I drank wine and smoked weed with my eighteen year-old nephew. Odin and I left my apartment at midnight. I lifted my head to the sky. Two columns of light scorched the black-blue sky.
9/11 monument.
9 years later.
I still feel sadness.
Never fear.
You know where the lights lead.
The circumstances surrounding 9/11 was cloaked with conspiracies and hoaxes. Many people believe that the US government brought down the Twin Towers with the help of the Israeli military or that the planes were drone jets and not commercial liners.
Everyone with a half a brain has questioned the discovery of hijacker Mohammad Atta's passport in the WTC wreckage or the lack of plane wreckage at the Pentagon.
My favorite urban myth is that of a man surfing the debris on his desk to survive the collapse of the World Trade Tower.
None of these stories are true and neither is the above photo.
9/11 was a sad day for all of us.
And will be for the years to come.
